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I Heart New York. Lindsey Kelk
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isbn 9780007331604
Автор произведения Lindsey Kelk
Жанр Контркультура
Серия I Heart Series
Издательство HarperCollins
LINDSEY KELK
I Heart New York
Published by HarperCollinsPublishers Ltd 1 London Bridge Street London SE1 9GF
First published in Great Britain by Harper 2009
Copyright © Lindsey Kelk 2009
Cover illustration © Adrian Valencia
Lindsey Kelk asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.
A catalogue copy of this book is available from the British Library.
This novel is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental.
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Source ISBN: 9780007288380
Ebook Edition ISBN: 9780007331604
Version: 2020-10-09
To the people that taught me everything I need to
know: Nana, Granddad, Janice, Phillip and Bobby
And to the people that taught me everything else:
James, Della, Catherine, Beth, Mark and Louise
Contents
Copyright
Epilogue
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About the Author
Also by Lindsey Kelk
The aisle looks really, really long.
And my tiara feels so tight.
Can you put weight on around your head? Have I got muffin top on my scalp? And my shoes really hurt. No matter how beautiful or how expensive they might be, the balls of my feet feel as if they’ve been up and down a cheese grater and then dipped in TCP.
I saw Mark standing at the end of the aisle, looking relaxed and happy. Well, I suppose he doesn’t have to walk down it in four-inch Christian Louboutins and a fishtail floor-length gown. You can’t even see the bloody shoes, Angela, I chide myself. Not even the tip of the toe.
And now my hands feel sweaty. Do I have sweat patches? I tried to sneak a